Slopes Poem by Naveed Akram

Spicy slippery slopes inhabit my ebony arms,
And my legs live with the inhabitants in armies
Of the immediate surroundings,
Carefully they survey and forecast with the forts
Blasting at the raiders and their crewmen.

Grim hazards face feverish ways offering some
The abundant helping hands, swearing
Their religion is the best,
Feeling the emotions of a day in doubt.

My life exceeds the lives of the evil men,
Goodness expunges the ease of the heat,
The easiness is extremely armed with difficulties.